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Court
Work wasn’t as abysmal as I’d thought it would be.
Everyone eased me back into it. No one expected me to try to take over the CEO position tomorrow. My office on the top floor was entirely ceremonial. I was pretty sure that I was doing basic work. And oddly enough finding that I enjoyed it.
Even if I hated the office and the desk and rug… and literally everything, except the library. I’d brought in a stack of books from home and replaced a group of legal books. It didn’t have the same uniform effect, but it felt like the only part of the room that was really me. So, I didn’t care.
Perhaps someone would question why Pawn of Prophecy, The Eye of the World, and Mistborn were next to an encyclopedia and accounting books. But oh well.
A knock sounded at my door. That had been hap
